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The music in the car became soothing again, turning into pure music with a touch of sadness.

"I once asked you, you said... you are living well for everyone..."

The young man laughed out loud, and his tone was a bit painful and lonely: "The engagement is over, and you don't love me, so why are you still trying to save me?"

"When you say live well, do you mean torturing each other like this..."

"Uh...Thank you Jinyan..."

The girl, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted his sensational words:

"I think, as students, what we should do is study hard, don't think about whether these things are available or not, as an artist, you should have a good career and repay your fans...and if it is convenient, please change back to your previous music."

Just now, she saw that when Xie Jinyan opened the topic, he specially chose a sad background music...

Gu Qiao's life was far away from rich people and even further away from the entertainment industry. She had no contact with live artists.

But she felt that Xie Jinyan's behavior was very misleading.

And at such a young age, what you like and what you love...

Gu Qiao felt on pins and needles after hearing this, or is it that children in the entertainment industry generally mature precociously?

"..."

The young man in the front seat was probably choked by her words, but unlike Gu Huai, he had already developed a calm personality in the entertainment industry, and he didn't feel embarrassed. He raised his hand on the screen and pressed the previous button.

song.

"Well, thank you."

The girl thanked her politely and continued:

"The engagement you mentioned...since it's been terminated, it won't count. From now on, you will have your bright stardom, and I will have my life. We will not interfere with each other, and we will all have a bright future."

The crisp and clear tone conveys the sense of pleasure of getting rid of trouble.

Without the authority to check his identity, and without the memory of his former 'Gu Qiao', Xie Jinyan is a completely unknown creature to Gu Qiao.

She is a low-level NPC, so it is naturally safer to avoid her.

After hearing Gu Qiao's words, the smile on Xie Jinyan's eyebrows faded.

"This move of yours is actually better than before."

He made an assessment.

Gu Qiao's current appearance has a certain air of indifference. Compared with his previous straightforward and arrogant attitude, it is even more uncontrollable.

"If you stop pestering me, of course my stardom will be even brighter..."

Xie Jinyan's eyes looked dark, but his tone was still smiling.

"do not worry."

The girl in the back seat answered without any hesitation.

The smile on Xie Jinyan's face paused, and she concentrated on driving, no longer arguing with Gu Qiao. She had always been concise and concise, and was good at ending topics.

The car continued to drive.

After a brief silence, when he wanted to speak again, the girl in the back seat was already concentrating with her eyes closed.

In the rearview mirror, she looked less defensive and arrogant, more calm and well-behaved.

"..."

But this quiet, slightly peaceful state was unfamiliar to Xie Jinyan.

Perhaps as he said, Gu Qiao had already thought about it. She seemed to not care about him at all... Even if she was sitting in the same car at this moment, she was just like a passenger on the bus.

He was just an irrelevant passerby in the car... Oh no, he was the driver.

This idea made Xie Jinyan feel ridiculous.

He glanced at the thing on the passenger seat, thought for a moment, reached out to pick it up, and handed it over:

"Give."

The girl in the back seat opened her eyes.

Sure enough, she wasn't asleep, she just simply didn't want to talk to him.

"This is......"

Gu Qiao raised his eyes and was slightly stunned when he saw what the young man handed over.

Inside the exquisite transparent packaging box with a bow, is a complete chocolate blueberry cake.

"Happy birthday, Gu Qiao."

The young man in the front row had a somewhat erratic voice.

In the rearview mirror, Gu Qiao could only see his lowered eyebrows, his expression obscured by his silver hair.

"It was your father, Gu Qishan, who told me."

After hearing this answer, Gu Qiao took the small cake, placed it on his lap, and was silent for a moment.

Then, he said slowly: "Thank you."